John Gielgud credited as playing...
Beddoes
- Foscarelli: Hey, what are you reading, Mister Beddoes?
- Beddoes: I am reading "Love's Captive," by Mrs. Arabella Richardson.
- Foscarelli: Is it about sex?
- Beddoes: No, it's about 10:30, Mister Foscarelli.
- Beddoes: Oh, yes, sir, the Italian person.
- Hercule Poirot: Eh, does he speak English?
- Beddoes: A kind of English, sir. I think he learnt it in a place called Chicago.
- Hercule Poirot: Cassetti was responsible for her murder. How does that strike you?
- Beddoes: I have often felt, sir, that instead of our employers requiring references from us, we should require references from them.
- Foscarelli: Vigliacco.
- [spits]
- Hildegarde: Schweinhund.
- Princess Dragomiroff: For my beloved goddaughter.
- McQueen: For mother Armstrong... from Hector.
- Beddoes: For my gentleman.
- Hardman: To Paulette, with love.
- Pierre: And with mine. God rest the soul of my dear, dead daughter.
- Hercule Poirot: Was that usual?
- Beddoes: Oh, quite so, yes. He - his breakfast was his Amber Moon. He never rose until it had had its full effect.
- Hercule Poirot: In the Far East?
- Beddoes: Oh, no sir, in Scotland.
- Hercule Poirot: Oh, Scotland! Oh, forgive me. I am only an ignorant Belgian.
- Beddoes: Oh, a Belgian, sir! I always thought you were French.
- Hercule Poirot: Belgian. Did you know that Mr. Rachett was of Italian extraction?
- Beddoes: Aw, so that accounts for his hot temper.
- Dr. Constantine: [touches the back of Beddoes head] Yes, there is an old contusion.
- Beddoes: The result of a slight fracas in the mess, sir, with regard to the quality of the pudding, known as spotted dick.
- Hercule Poirot: Thank you. I think you've been spotted too!